"Zhang Li, you can go. Xiaodan, stay."
Fleeing Li Yang's office, Zhang Li nearly collided with Yang Hui, who was just heading out with Zhu Jing. He was walking so fast with his head down that he almost bumped right into him.
"Well, well. Making a run for it?"
He shot Yang Hui a hateful glare but ignored his taunt. 'I can't afford to provoke this guy right now, but I can at least avoid him.'
「Yanghe Trading Company」
Xia Jie was at her workstation, looking over last week's data, a sense of pride welling up inside her. In her two years in the retail industry, this was the first time she had felt such a sense of accomplishment. It was a blessing just to see your hard work pay off, but here, the rewards were multiplied—it was happiness squared.
'This is all thanks to Manager Yang. Everything here is wonderful... I just don't see him as often as I did at Futong Commerce.'
